Текст песни DEADKID - tatoo battle

I calculate you on your fingers, as if I am noble
We are in the plot, then in the brigade - as Sergey Bezrukov
And you threaten Lepray on the corpses after a liter
But with the microphone, I'm on you, as with the drugs of your bitch
My whole life is type "Hay Mom, we are waiting for the track"
And all your income - Alimony from a neighbor
I hate this world, and you told me
What am I wrong, because fuck your parents
Hi Country! Drug addicts and cheap bottles
Predorov selling people
You are on the sight of the atomic rocket, run
I split you in atoms, so he is heaven
I do not care about your principles
Escaped from the chain to hide you, heal
So pull your tongue with roots
On the neck to attach or send mom

And if the sun will not be afraid tomorrow
And the sky will replace the ceiling of the chamber
I will be faithful only that my heart beats
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